Crossroads

Chapter 351

“Dominick, what the hell gives you the right to

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-un like this?” me up

The room was roughly 300 square feet, without windows or a balcony, a completely sealed box. The center of the room was divided by a thick glass wall. Inside the high–density, bulletproof glass wall, Courney was like a caged animal, furiously pounding on the glass, shouting and cursing.

“Ms. Peterson, you’d better calm down and cooperate with us.

The guard’s voice, low and menacing, came from behind the alloy electronic door to the right of the glass wall.

“Go fuck yourself! Get me out of here, now!”

Courtney was frantic, kicking the glass with a deafening boom.

The whole space felt suffocating, making it impossible to think straight. The walls glowed an ominous red, adding to the sense of agitation and uncase. Courtney’s clothes were tom, her hair a mess, her eyes blazing with hatred.

She screamed with all her might, pounding her fists in frustration. “Dominick, what the hell are you trying to pull! You better watch your step, goddammit, or Ill kill your precious Stephaniel

“Let me out of here! What gives you the right to lock me up! Fuck, let me gor

“What reason do you think I have to detain you?” Dominick, sitting directly across from her, finally spoke, his face contorted in anger.

Courtney glared back, eyes blazing with rage. “You fucking monster! You’ll get what’s coming to you, you hear me? Dominick, don’t think you’re Invincible. Someone will take you down eventually

Her relentless rant didn’t faze him. He was simply growing tired of her.

“Gary is awake,” Dominick suddenly said

shifted to shock and then

Courtney’s

seemed to give in, adjusting her emotions as

of the Wellington family possibly not know? You brought me here to interrogate me, and it turns out there are things you don’t know… It’s amazing that there are things in this

darker and more menacing as he

was it you?” he asked directly, his patience wearing

stopped as she looked

her clothes and adjusting her hair with a proud tilt of her chin. “So, it’s about Stephanie again,” she said with a mocking tone.

change in his facial expression Courtney knew that every time she mentioned the name “Stephanie“,

asked him, running her fingers through

through his deep eyes. “Did you have anything

want to answer his question. Suddenly, she noticed a hint of panic hidden in the depths of his eyes, which

and ruthless as Dominick was starting

mother was the homewrecker who tore your family apart. Your dad almost divorced your mom, Mary, over

gaveed at the man opposite her, sizing him up. Dominick, the golden boy, was perfect, too perfect. The problem was that

just how deep his secrets ran, a mocking smile playing on

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Chapter 351

up with him to abduct you. Poor little Dominick, only five years old at the time, chained

parted as if words of

his teeth and forced his rage down.

one dared speak of the abducting

the weather was exceptionally cold during the thaw, Dominick ran and ran, but the strides of a five–year–old could only carry him so far. The sounds of pursuit thundered behind him. Did he feel fear? He couldn’t remember. All he could recall was the coldness, chilling to the bone. The cold

escaped from the abductors. When the Wellingtons found him, his clothes were tattered, his body covered in bloodstains, and he

the abducting and eventually. found the perpetrators, but

his grandfather still didn’t know that the mastermind behind

it deep. His father eventually reconciled with his mother, who

was when he began